erm yea... running out of cute ways to state the obvious (obvious because of my flaming incompetence) and also depressing fact that no matter ho much I pine for it i do not and have never been privy to the certainly fantasy-worthy ownership of any furubian characters. I sulk and search for solace in my apple juice (pansy that I am).
"Hai." as if it were the answer to some unsettling conundrum, the word trickled from Saki's mouth while she slipped out of the front door clad in her usual black. "I've been meaning to visit that house again. It is interesting" She smiled knowingly.
"Why... What sort of people live in it." Megumi wondered as he fell into pace next to her and began the walk to Shigure's house.
Saki weighed the queries for a moment. "It's difficult to say. You remember last time she visited she talked about her new friends and how they let her live with them in exchange for... domestic care of their house?" At Megumi's nod she continued, "Well the people who live in it have strange waves."
"How do you mean?"
"I'm not exactly sure what they mean but chaos is apparent. Each member of the Sohma family has it. They seem to be caught in some enforced chaos. Perhaps it is some hereditary pattern in their mind. It's puzzling I've never seen anything like that passed through family lines. I didn't think denpa was connected to genetics." She sighed softly baffled and sympathetic.
Megumi considered Saki's answer. "How many Sohmas do you know?"
"I've met five of them. But there are at least three more Tohru knows."
"Tell me about the ones you know." He requested trying not to let his voice speed in the slightest.
Saki paused wondering where to start. "Four of them attend our school. In fact last winter two of them went to school with you." Megumi's head twitched curiously and before he could ask who, Saki answered, "Hatsuharu, and Momiji would've been in 9th last autumn. Did you know either of them?"
Megumi face played at what might have been a tolerant smile, "The better question would be who doesn't know Momiji. That guy just won't sit still." Megumi silently scowled, hoping he hadn't just set another curse in motion, be careful about what you say. He continued as Saki's eyes flitted to his face then back to the sky. "He was notoriously known for his mouth. I found the school's feeble attempts at settling him down rather funny. One teacher called him the most successful distraction in the history of history. But I don't think I recognize the first name."
"Haru is mostly quiet and calm. Sort of like you in a way." Saki's response was thoughtful.
"Momiji is, I think, the most care-free person I've come across. You say that this 'Haru' is serene enough to be called 'calm'. And you say they are both in chaos? How?"
"As I've said I want to visit that house again. That is why it's interesting."
Still confused Megumi asked, "What about the others? How is their chaos hidden, what are they like?" he pulled gently on her sleeve.
Saki smiled, "Why don't you ask Tohru." She softly cupped his chin and lifted his face to the house they were now in front of. As reached her left hand up to ring the doorbell she grabbed his hand with the other and whispered "Don't worry, Momiji is always moving anyway."
EEEEEEEEE the cuteness of this little closer makes me want to giggle (of course this will wear off shortly). Apologies for taking so damn long to write this one I just couldn't get the dialog quite right (this is the closest I'm getting so deal with it!). I sincerely hope any beautiful person who takes the precious time out of their day to read (and comment on please) my incompetent drivel will be eternally blessed with the luck of a thousand smiling horseshoes.